Monday, April 9, 2012

WILLEM De KOONING STARTED WORK ON "EASTER MONDAY" IN 1955 AND FINISHED THE PAINTING ON 2 APRIL 1956...

( EASTER SUNDAY THAT YEAR FELL ON 1 APRIL.) THIS WORK 96" X 74" WAS PAINTED WITH OIL PAINT AND NEWSPRINT (ADDED TO SLOW THE DRYING TIME) WHICH WAS MOUNTED ON CANVAS.  USING HUGE BRUSHES, DE KOONING WORKED VERY FAST OVER LONG PERIODS OF TIME IN THE EFFORT TO COME UP WITH SOMETHING THAT WASN'T OF A PRECONCEIVED NATURE.  AT THE END OF THESE SESSIONS, HE MORE OFTEN THAN NOT FOUND HIMSELF COMPLETELY EXAUSTED.

AS HE DID NOT ALWAYS WORK ON THE SAME PAINTING EACH DAY, THIS PROCESS COULD GO ON FOR MONTHS. THE NEXT INTEGRAL PART OF THE ARTIST'S CREATIVE PROCESS WOULD BEGIN UPON ARRIVAL AT THE STUDIO, AT WHICH TIME DE KOONING HAD A "FRESH" LOOK AT THE PAINTING IN QUESTION.  IN THE EARLY MORNING CALM, THIS OPENING VIEW PROVIDED HIM A CONTEMPLATIVE  MOMENT TO SEE IF HIS ENERGETIC EFFORTS MIGHT BECOME A PAINTING IN THE PUREST FORM.  HE WOULD STUDY THE IMAGE OF A "NOTHING OR A SOMETHING" AT LENGTH, IN THE HOPES OF DISCERNING THE SIMPLE GEOMETRIC POSSIBILITIES.  WITH THIS KNOWLEDGE HE COULD THEN ADD, WHERE NECESSARY, SECONDARY EXTENSIONS TO STABILIZE AND STRENGTHEN THE EXISTING GEOMETRIC FORMS, BUT, WITHOUT HAVING THEM DOMINATE THE OVERALL STRUCTURE.  THE PRE-EXISTING GEOMETRY WOULD THUS REMAIN A SILENT PARTNER INVISIBLY HELPING TO CONVEY THE ARTIST'S VISION.  IN THIS WAY THE SURFACE WAS KEPT FRESH AND EXCITING, ALLOWING THE WORK'S FRONTAL ELEMENT TO BE THE COLORS AND SHAPES MOVING FORWARD AND BACK, CARESSING THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER.



photos & words by Adrian Crispin


Dear Bill,


Where are all the eggs hidden? Mother, don't let your baby grow up to be an artist. Father, Feed me! Wash me! Love me! The terrible 3's. Cry like a river, mother don't care no more. Bunny rules the world! Keep your head up, the yellow marshmallows always taste better than the blue ones. Lead the way, which is the 'WAY'? Find the jellybeans in the grass for me. Your basket is half full mine is half empty. Be careful, candy is sweet. White teeth with stinky breath. Heaven can wait. For now life is a short spring for eggs, candy, and bunnies. Have faith and rise again!


best wishes,
Riser.








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